Peter

The Easybeats

(Peter) where are you?
(Peter) where are you?

Mother sits all by herself
Ironing her Sunday best
Police are looking for a man
Who's wanted for arrest

Ahh ahh, ahh ahh
Ahh ahh, Ah ah ah

(Peter) where are you son
Your mothers calling you
(Peter) where are you son
Your mothers calling you-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Hurry hurry,
Hurry hurry

(Peter) where are you?
(Peter) where are you?

Killer stalks the darkened street
For a place to hide
Suddenly his face lights up
A back door open wide

Ahh ahh, ahh ahh
Ahh ahh, Ah ah ah

(Peter) where are you son
Your mothers calling you
(Peter) where are you son
Your mothers calling you-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Hurry hurry,
Hurry hurry

(Peter) where are you?
(Peter) where are you?
(Peter)
(Peter)

Killer kicks a bucket and it hits the ground
Mother hears a noise and she turns around
There she sees the killer standing with a knife
Terror stricken face screaming for her life

(Peter) where are you son
Your mothers calling you
(Peter) where are you son
Your mothers calling you-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo
Hurry hurry,
Hurry hurry

(Peter) where are you?
(Peter) where are you?
(Peter)
(Peter)
(Peter)
(Peter)
(Peter)